My Other Life

My Other Life I hurry through the crowd That gathers in the doorway Shaking hands with my adoring fans On my opening night on Broadway They clamor for my autograph And try to grab a souvenir The police are called to rescue me My eyes are filled with fear I’m whisked away to safer ground My hair is all askew My dress is torn…one earring lost So this is fame…who knew? They take me to my cottage (Only cost 6 million five) I’m shaking like a leaf I’m lucky I’m alive! My maid draws a bath for me My butler, a glass of wine The chef prepares a feast for me Then I sit and dine The satin sheets upon my bed Invite me to relax My every wish is granted I’m being pampered to the max But tomorrow is another day My work still lies ahead I’m awakened non too gently By the jumping on my bed “Wake up Mom, we’re late for school” I heard the children scream My other life was not to be It was just a wishful dream Copyright©2004 (All rights reserved) For Burlesque Twist Contest